Another Chapter

So, you know that book that we always kind of joked about me writing? A whole new effing chapter was written this weekend I realized, when I actually contemplated the events. But I wouldn't do a single thing different. It was effing awesome.

I went into work tonight and was talking to one of the guys before we started about this and that and he said he had a headache and I concurred, saying I hadn't felt well that afternoon and I felt like I was going to be sick. The M.O.D. was in there and just had to butt into the conversation, saying that yeah everyone was sick, and she knew why Shelly and I were always sick, then went on this thing about Shelly not being 21 and I'm like, what the fuck are you even talking about? The reason I felt like crap had nothing to do with this past weekend, or any other weekend, and it pissed me off that she was talking about shit she didn't even know about. I told Shelly, which maybe wasn't a smart move because Shelly's temper is even worse then mine sometimes, but her anger fades much more quickly than mine does. Oh well.

If anyone wants to help us move, feel free to do so in the coming weeks. Tim already said yes, even if he didn't want to. I'll like, buy you dinner or something if you help. Mostly I just need help with the heavy stuff like the mattress and the box spring. Here's the nifty part - we're moving into the 3-bedroom on the main floor of the house I already live in. Hopefully moving will be a lot smoother this time as opposed to moving out of the Apartment of Doom last May.

Speaking of the Apartment of Doom and in a very recent development, guys are douche bags, some are just very good at hiding it. Good to know true colors are finally coming out. Looking back, $60 isn't so bad to be done with you forever.

Tim says Vegas is going to happen in July possibly. Perhaps I can convince him early August is better. Probably not but I can try. None of my people are going at the same time, even though everyone is going at some point in the next few months. It's frustrating. I'm okay not seeing JT in Vegas, though it's not ruled out entirely, we need to just pick a date and effing GO. And I am totally flying, fuck that driving bullshit.